Three Rivers High School - Reflector Yearbook (Three Rivers, MI)

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Wearers of T. R. NAME BASKET BASE BALL BALL Abbott, XVarrcn 17 Barge-r, Everett 17 Beerstecher, Margaret 15- 16- 17 Benfer, Donald Black, james 17 Cornin, lames 16 17 15-16-17 Cross, Muriel 17 Defendefer, Helen 15 16 Doll, Sophia 17 Drumrn, Edmund Dunckle, Amy 17 Eberhart, Glenn 17 Everhart, Willow 6-17 1-land, William lacobs, Clark 17 15-16-17 johnson, Bernard Knapp, Ernest 17 linevels, Mary 17 Krull, Frank 17 16 Krull, Richard Langley, Walter 15 16-17 Langton, Claribel 17 Lott, Gerold 1-1-15-16-17 Luck, Arlhur 17 Miller, Ernest 17 15-16 Reed, Carl Schelllious, Roy 17 Slack, Elgy Tessin, Paul 17 VVeaver, john Wellington, Frances 17 Wescott, Warren Whitesell, Donald 17 Wood, Charlotte 15- 16- 17 Woodman, Maxine 17 11101 soccmz TRACK BALL 17 16-17 16 16-17 17 17 16-17 17 16-17 15 17 16-17 14-15-16-17 17 16-17 14 17 17 17 15 16-17 17 17 17 16-17 17

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A War Bride She stood at the frosted Window pane, Wflile the snow softly flurried without. Her eyes held the stare of one insane, Can you guess what her thoughts were about? l-ler mind was across the ocean blue, VVhile she thought of the suffering there, And her heart was loyal, strong and true, To the country she thought so fair. Now, she saw the trenches with suffering filled, And the wounded and dying men. She saw the list of the mangled and killed, Oh God! VVill it never end? She saw the children made homeless by war, And the souls that were wasted by strife, The hand of the victor dripping with gore As it steadily crushed out life. And then, through the flickering haze of thought, She saw him crowned with glory, And the bitter sweet memories that scene brought, Made her think of that dear old story. Of the time in june when the roses bloomed red, When she was a bride young and vain. Then she thought that he might now be lying dead, And the thought nearly drove her insane. She remembered the time when the call came to him On that memorable day, How he had joined the army with youth's young vim, And then-he had ridden away. She saw him in trenches across the sea, Over his heart was a medal bright, Before the king he was, on bended knee: How her heart warmed at the sight! And so she stood with her face alight With glory that comes after pain, ln her heart was the prayer that she might See him but once again. As she stood there the day deepened into night, And the wind blew with deafening roar, Her face with its pain was a pitiful sight, For she was a bride of war. -Amy Ijllllfffftl, 'I9. 5 109 1

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